Ketsora: Welcome to my first ever vampire fanfiction!
Sasuke: AUGH!
Ketsora: …
Sasuke: Don't make me do the disclaimer! I really don't wanna do it!
Ketsora: Okay then, Gaara, disclaim!
Gaara: Ketsora doesn't own Naruto or any myths or stories pertaining to vampires. Now give me a cookie.
Ketsora: Chocolate chip or peanut butter?
Gaara: Sand Coffin! (blows me up and steals cookies) )
Chapter 1 More Like a Prologue Than Anything"Run, run, run little Uzumaki. But be damned if I don't find you," a chilling voice taunted.
A boy of maybe 5 ran around the corridors of his house. Never had it seemed so long to get from the kitchen to the back porch…
A glass shattered somewhere, and the blond boy's foot caught on the rug and he tripped. His knee got scraped on a little piece of glass he swept under the carpet to avoid getting in trouble once. Now he cursed himself for putting it there.
The little boy's name was Naruto, and he was running for a good reason. He was running from a vampire…
Naruto felt the icy hand wrap around the back of his neck before he realized that there was someone there. He screamed and kicked the vampire's chest.
"Stop fidgeting so I can get a clear shot at your delicious blood," the vampire cackled. He ran a finer along the fresh cut, savoring the feeling, then held the finger above his mouth, allowing the crimson drops to fall on his tongue. "Now for the coupe de grace, insolent kid." The vampire's teeth were about to plunge into the tender area of Naruto's neck, near the pounding artery, where the dark creature could almost feel his pulse when…
"Don't move, you bastard," a man with brown hair in a ponytail and a scar over the ridge of his nose held a silver dagger at the vampire's Adams apple. Naruto was on the shoulder of the man and still shaking.
"Iruka Umino, am I right?" the vampire sounded nervous, but kept his composure. "And I won't have the displeasure, I'm sure, of meeting you," Iruka ran the dagger through the vampire's throat, and the beast disintegrated into ashes.
"You okay…?" Iruka asked Naruto.
"Mommy, daddy, where are they?" Naruto cried. Iruka held the sobbing child in a more comfortable position and walked out of the house. Noticing the boy's parents on the floor, he shifted his shoulder so Naruto wouldn't have to see.
Iruka deftly put his dagger away and pulled a cellphone out of his pocket. "Hello, Tsunade? Yeah, we have a kid here, an Uzumaki… Yes son of The Yellow Flash, Minato. There aren't many others are they…?" Iruka paused for a second, still walking, "About three miles away…HQ's around 11 miles away… Are you freaking insane? It's fifteen degrees…" another pause… "Okay then. Bye."
"Naruto, we're going to walk to Tsunade's house. It's about three miles away. It might take 10 minutes if I run at my top speed. Hold on, okay?" Iruka assured the boy. Naruto clutched onto the black leather coat Iruka was wearing, and Iruka took off. The trees were going by quickly, and to entertain himself, Naruto attempted to count them. But since Naruto was woken up from a deep sleep, he found himself drifting off after the first five minutes.
A blond woman with blond hair stood at the door. She welcomed Iruka and the napping child in.
"So tell me everything," the woman named Tsunade said. "The vampire was an A-rank, he was after the Uzumaki Clan for years, and just wiped out the last of them. Except little Naratu or Naruto or whatever," Iruka explained.
"Shizune found your motorcycle for you. Once Naruto gets a good sleep, you can ride him home and he'll stay with you," Tsuande decided.
Iruka wanted to stand up and argue, but Naruto had fallen asleep, half on the man's lap, half off. "Uh, do you mind if we use your couch?" Iruka asked. "Whatever."
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